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We are not Nigerians because we were born in Nigeria, we are Nigerians because Nigeria was born in us, both as an individual and as a people, we are all there is to be ashamed of or proud of…

It’s really frustrating to see how much of ourselves (Nigeria) we have lost in our need to be accepted, appreciated, heard and defined. I am not an exception and neither are you. there’s no sense in blaming our leaders for our mistakes, we are responsible for all that happens to us as an individual and as a people. maybe i will believe the masses are justified when people start coming from Togo, Namibia, Ghana or some other countries to rule us; because as long as it’s Nigerian people becoming Nigeria leaders, i’ll uphold my opinion of status change and not difference in national identity. our leaders are only a mere representation of who we are deep down within; our greed, lust for power, selfish interests, our ambitions etc.

Good citizens make good leaders, it’s not the other way round. we may have so many short comings as a people but there’s good in everyone of us. We only need to emphasize it more in our words, attitude and actions.

We have a rich cultural heritage. a history of model citizens to learn from, people who gave their lives and lots more to get us where we are, both the ones that made it to our history books and the greater ones that didn’t.

i hope the video below can give you a glimpse of what we have lost.
I challenge you this day to become a model citizen to the generations yet to come. to aim for legacy and not riches.

for more insights into what we hope to achieve, you should click on this post title and see our model citizen video.

As we draw close to the final lap of our Essay and Poetry contest, we want to sincerely acknoladge the creativity displayed in some of the submissions we’ve recieved and even though some of their names are not included here, we’ll read their works over and over and for...

Our Country! Our Pride!

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Pearly teeth, beautiful eyes, superb afro, fist sized breasts, unbelievable waist, not so wide a hip, a perfect curve of a rump that could pass for a Guinness Book of Records contender, and above all of these; a beautiful mind with the sweetest demeanor. Well, that was until fourteen months ago. He had done the right thing, he had married his queen. He loved how she still decked herself in her finery, her denim pants and turtlenecks when outside and her wicked bum shorts when they were alone. How glorious that day felt when five months into their marriage, she showed him the result of the pregnancy test. She still wore her tight fitting outfits, she was still smashing hot, but the demeanor diminished with each passing trimester. Her cravings were unbelievable; if she wanted coffee, it had to be from the Colombian mountains and they had to be beans of a certain weight and harvested at a certain altitude. If she wanted chocolates, it had to be made from cocoa plucked at 5:15 in the morning in the south of Ghana. If it wasn’t catfish with three pairs of whiskers with the exact same length caught from the Ikogosi warm spring (an impossibility mind you), then the peppersoup was cyanide to her. Her demands became more unimaginable as her denims became more difficult to fit in. “Hurry up, Enyinnaya, aaaah!” she grunted in pain.

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Moremi and the other demigods had never even seen the mythical “Script” much less read it, so she found it difficult to believe the senseless killings going on in her precious Nigeria would eventually lead to any good. Her mind was made up, she would find another demigod who would join her and return to earth to prevent more massacres and the looming war. She knew it would be a difficult task as security measures to deter higher beings from going to earth were constantly being improved especially after the most recent incident when Hancock and a few other angels decided to use earth as a vacation spot and parade themselves as superheroes to the humans. She also knew, that what she was about to do was a risk worth taking and she would have no regrets even if non of the other demigods joined her and she got caught trying to return to earth. “Maybe its part of my role in ‘The Script’”, she thought to herself, “After all, I was once human”.

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